It took him a moment to come back from his stupor, and he stood there frowning and thinking.

For a long time, I don't know what to think, suddenly I slapped the storage bag, and an object fell on the table, the same piece of paper.

However, this is not an ordinary paper, but a yellow rune paper for drawing runes, and I don't know which unlucky ghost he killed it from, and when he took it out, it seems that he is still undead for the three-color runes.

Yes, it is indeed unrelenting, I saw Wan Qingping concentrating, immediately grinding the pen, and sketching it again.

"Hey, it seems that this thing is indeed a bit ghostly, that's it, that's it!" This time it was replaced with yellow rune paper, but there was no major change, it still turned to ashes, shook his head and sighed, giving up the idea of continuing to explore.

However, giving up is only a temporary abandonment, he still attaches great importance to Bai Yugui, not to mention anything else, just because the Ghost Sect Yuan Infant Old Monster Three Lives Daoist has never forgotten this thing, he knows that Bai Yugui is definitely not ordinary, not to mention that now he has found that the three-color rune is so weird.

"Hehe, there are really a lot of things!" Looking at the five or six bulging storage bags beside him, Wan Qingping was happy and slightly annoyed at the same time, not anything else, but he had already married at this time, if he still had such a circle of dusty cloth bags around his waist, he would be the leader of the beggar gang in the mundane, it would be too inconsistent with the image of the master.

But there is no way to do it, because he doesn't know the basic spell of the knot pill hidden in his sleeve yet, not because he is too stupid, but because he hasn't had time to comprehend it yet.

In the more than three years after the Dan, on the one hand, he needed to stabilize the realm, on the other hand, he needed to refine the talisman magic weapon Rock Turtle Shield, and he had to find time to practice flying in the sky, and later in order to kill Tongyan, he spent a lot of time and energy planning, such as hiding things in his sleeves, transmitting sound into secrets and other less important spells were naturally ignored, and things were always prioritized.

Moreover, if you want to cultivate the hidden things in your sleeves, you must not only understand this spell, but also need the assistance of other external objects, at least you can't cast this spell with ordinary clothes, and a piece of clothing woven from spiritual materials is essential.

Thinking of the spell hidden in his sleeve, he remembered an ancient classic he had read in Wandaohai back then, and it was said that this basic spell that everyone in the Jindan monk knew had some connection with a famous supernatural power.

This great supernatural power is the sleeve of the first magic method of Xuanmen to capture people and things, this is not comparable to the "Yuan Qi Palm" and "Big Grabber Palm" of the bad street.

Legend has it that in ancient times, someone had practiced this supreme supernatural power, once the cuffs were opened, the yin and yang within a radius of more than ten miles were inverted, the sun and the moon were exchanged, and there was chaos, and even the generation of the earth immortal yuan infant could not escape the fate of being captured.

The cultivation method in the sleeve still exists in some ancient sects, but there are very few people who have cultivated it from ancient times to the present, so it can be seen that it is not a matter of the method at all, but a key auxiliary thing is missing, what it is, that classic does not record, it is estimated that even the person who compiled this book does not know.

However, one thing is certain, if you want to cultivate this great supernatural power, you can't wear too many clothes, otherwise even if you can capture the Earth Immortal Yuanying, it will be easy to escape by cutting off your sleeves.

However, what does this have to do with oneself? How many people have not practiced the great supernatural powers, can they be practiced by themselves? Isn't this a joke, Wan Qingping shook his head, got up and walked out of the stilted building.

First come to the small pond, the three-leaf net lotus is quite lush at this time, but it will take a long time before the lotus pod will be born, let alone the lotus seeds!

However, the little toad poop eggs that used to like to stay in the small pond and play in the small pond somehow did not show their heads today, but hid their little bodies under a lotus leaf, looking wilted.

This little thing is usually naughty and mischievous, especially if it likes to be clingy, if Wan Qingping will definitely take care of it, it can be the same as gluten, jumping up and down with it all day long.

But......?

Scooping the egg into his hand, he took a look at it, and he sighed. The little thing has been like this since more than twenty days ago, neither eating insects nor moving, just lying under the lotus leaves, and at that time, in order to concentrate on Tongyan, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Tomorrow, I will go to the Gu Master District to find someone to see, don't have anything wrong! Wan Qingping secretly made up his mind, although the little thing has not appeared any commendable supernatural powers so far, but it has been raised since childhood, and it would be false to say that he has no feelings.

Putting the egg back under the lotus leaf, he came to the place where the wind and trees were born.

At this time, the Fengsheng Wood is no longer the original inch high, slender so far, how many years ago it grew thirty-six leaves, according to Master Zuo Shili said, this kind of innate spirit wood bred in the air every hundred years grows an inch taller, after these years of ripening, it has grown to nearly six feet tall at this time.

This is a lot faster than the original estimate of the growth rate, he originally estimated that it will take more than 20 years to ripen 36 leaves, because the original calculation took into account that more than half of the days in the year in Jiuli are raining, a year according to 180 days;

Six feet high, indicating that this aeolian tree is almost 6,000 years old, at this time, the thirty-six leaves together attract the gangqi, washing the branches that are still inches long, and excreting impurities from the branches all the time.

Even if it is used to refine the magic weapon at this time, it will definitely refine the best magic weapon, but Wan Qingping is not satisfied, he wants to be born to 7,200 years, if it is not for the fact that time does not allow it, he can't wait to let Gangfeng wash the branches for 10,000 years.

However, this is impossible, no matter which species, unless it embarks on the path of cultivation, there is a lifespan limit, and the lifespan of Fengshengmu is 7,200 years.

After looking at Feng Shengmu for a while, he felt that he could ripen to the limit in another three or five years, so he walked out of the inner ban and came to the small pavilion on the middle floor.

"Young Master!" Ye Guimei hurriedly walked over with a teapot.

"Is Reiki still satisfied?" he asked casually.

"The slave and maid have thanked the young master, the young master has arranged the spirit gathering array, and now the stilted building where the slave and maid live can already meet the needs of cultivation!"

In addition to the secret ground under the well, the aura in other places is not abundant, barely satisfying the cultivation of monks in the early stage of foundation building, because he needs this woman to help him deal with some complicated things, plus sometimes sleeping with him at night, he has not let this woman leave Suyun Mountain.